Last week we were on vacation so we went to Beijing. We dropped Moses off at the rescuer and he has been there ever since because he needed to get blood work for his potential adoption at the end of June.
Then things changed.
Friday, May 12th at 1:00am in the morning, Moses boarded a plane for the states. Friday, May 12th at 9:00pm we received pictures of Moses frolicking in the grass in his big backyard at his brand new forever home in Michigan. I cried. My heart hurt, but it wasn't just a sadness I felt. I felt so unbelievably excited, sad, proud, and mostly relieved that we did it!
We got Moses adopted! We fostered him into health enough for him to fly overseas and make it there safe and sound. The pictures showed a happy and energetic dog... something we didn't often see in Shanghai. I am so glad he's happy... but I'd be lying if I didn't say I was heart broken. I really fell in love with this dog.
Just before receiving pictures of Moses landing in the states, something else landed at our door at 8:15pm on Friday, May 12th. A sweet black and white ball of fluff named Adele was given to us as an urgent foster! So one dog goes another comes. Sarah and Bernard, dog fosters! That's our superhero identity to the animal rescue world in Shanghai, haha.
I spent the evening watching her sniff and search the house AND SHED. My Jesus, she is almost worse than Moses because her fur is black so you can SEE all the fur she tracks everywhere. The rescuer said it is because of the change in season, so it's spring shedding. Annoying. Guess I'll have to keep on that domestic ass vacuum train!
She's too cute though, eh? <--
So the first night I just watched a movie and Adele sat watching the door, but she didn't whine or cry. Then we went for a night time walk. She wasn't as jazzed as Moses usually is, but I'm sure she'll get there. She didn't pee, but I was tired so we came inside.
She went to bed fine but barked and growled when Bernard came in from his game night. Then, in the morning, I found out that she peed in the night. Since it was her first night and she didn't pee on our walk, I wasn't really surprised so I will let it slide. I hope this isn't recurring because the rescuer said she was house trained! We shall see.
Today has been interesting. I have vacuumed and swept the house twice and there are still fur balls everywhere. She is still exploring, but growls and runs under the bed or table when Bernard is around. She needs to get over this. She tried to bite him, so that's an issue. The rescuer is coming to check up tomorrow so if she doesn't get over her fear of the big bad B, then she can't stay. I'm going out tonight, so it'll be a test period. I am sure they will be fine. She has already improved a bit and let him blowdry her after her bath. Progress!
Walking Adele isn't hard because she's small and light, but she doesn't pee or poo on the grass. She goes wherever she wants, haha. This morning, she peed in the middle of an intersection and a car had to wait to turn! Sassy dog.
Also, last night I poured myself a glass of water and Adele put her paws up on the table, sniffed it, and tried to drink from it! Moses would never do that.
She is entertaining to say the least. I'm just happy to have another furry companion, but nothing can replace our first foster dog. I love him and always will.
I really miss Moses. I can't help it. He was definitely a chore and rarely acted like a real dog, but he was my little Momo... and that is hard to let go.
Being a foster parent reminds me of one of my favourite quotes that I actually pass by every single morning on my way up to my office at work:
No one has ever become poor by giving.
Ain't it the truth! I love giving and I feel like being a foster is all about giving. I told my students on Friday that Moses was gone and I was a little emotional. I then explained the difference between a foster and an adoptive parent. One of my students said, "Why don't you get a dog that you can keep?" and I explained to her that if I did that, I wouldn't be able to help many dogs because I would only have one. I told her that my job is to help a dog feel loved until someone can promise to love them forever.
I love that we've now fostered three dogs. I hope that in my lifetime, I foster hundreds! Seeing the different behaviours and attitudes of the dogs that have passed through our house is an absolute joy, and it's only just the beginning. Moses will always have a special place in my heart because he was our first foster and with us for so much longer than expected, but I love all dogs and I can't see myself being okay with just helping ONE.
Pictured: Adele wouldn't stop bothering my yoga practice, so I let her be involved. :)
Thank you for reading!
Until next time,
Sarah the dog loving Wun
Then things changed.
Friday, May 12th at 1:00am in the morning, Moses boarded a plane for the states. Friday, May 12th at 9:00pm we received pictures of Moses frolicking in the grass in his big backyard at his brand new forever home in Michigan. I cried. My heart hurt, but it wasn't just a sadness I felt. I felt so unbelievably excited, sad, proud, and mostly relieved that we did it!
Just before receiving pictures of Moses landing in the states, something else landed at our door at 8:15pm on Friday, May 12th. A sweet black and white ball of fluff named Adele was given to us as an urgent foster! So one dog goes another comes. Sarah and Bernard, dog fosters! That's our superhero identity to the animal rescue world in Shanghai, haha.
She's too cute though, eh? <--
So the first night I just watched a movie and Adele sat watching the door, but she didn't whine or cry. Then we went for a night time walk. She wasn't as jazzed as Moses usually is, but I'm sure she'll get there. She didn't pee, but I was tired so we came inside.
She went to bed fine but barked and growled when Bernard came in from his game night. Then, in the morning, I found out that she peed in the night. Since it was her first night and she didn't pee on our walk, I wasn't really surprised so I will let it slide. I hope this isn't recurring because the rescuer said she was house trained! We shall see.
Today has been interesting. I have vacuumed and swept the house twice and there are still fur balls everywhere. She is still exploring, but growls and runs under the bed or table when Bernard is around. She needs to get over this. She tried to bite him, so that's an issue. The rescuer is coming to check up tomorrow so if she doesn't get over her fear of the big bad B, then she can't stay. I'm going out tonight, so it'll be a test period. I am sure they will be fine. She has already improved a bit and let him blowdry her after her bath. Progress!Walking Adele isn't hard because she's small and light, but she doesn't pee or poo on the grass. She goes wherever she wants, haha. This morning, she peed in the middle of an intersection and a car had to wait to turn! Sassy dog.
Also, last night I poured myself a glass of water and Adele put her paws up on the table, sniffed it, and tried to drink from it! Moses would never do that.She is entertaining to say the least. I'm just happy to have another furry companion, but nothing can replace our first foster dog. I love him and always will.
I really miss Moses. I can't help it. He was definitely a chore and rarely acted like a real dog, but he was my little Momo... and that is hard to let go.
Being a foster parent reminds me of one of my favourite quotes that I actually pass by every single morning on my way up to my office at work:
No one has ever become poor by giving.
Ain't it the truth! I love giving and I feel like being a foster is all about giving. I told my students on Friday that Moses was gone and I was a little emotional. I then explained the difference between a foster and an adoptive parent. One of my students said, "Why don't you get a dog that you can keep?" and I explained to her that if I did that, I wouldn't be able to help many dogs because I would only have one. I told her that my job is to help a dog feel loved until someone can promise to love them forever.I love that we've now fostered three dogs. I hope that in my lifetime, I foster hundreds! Seeing the different behaviours and attitudes of the dogs that have passed through our house is an absolute joy, and it's only just the beginning. Moses will always have a special place in my heart because he was our first foster and with us for so much longer than expected, but I love all dogs and I can't see myself being okay with just helping ONE.
Pictured: Adele wouldn't stop bothering my yoga practice, so I let her be involved. :)
Thank you for reading!
Until next time,
Sarah the dog loving Wun
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